Double Trouble

Chapter 12: Lovestruck

So I added a character. The hottie Chace Crawford will be joining my new cast as the high school hottie Ethan. And of course, Lucy Hale plays Jade. (And Skylar, but I'm gonna cast another girl that looks like her) I hope y'all enjoy ✌️

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        I skip to my locker as I hum Love Story by Taylor Swift in my head. Taylor is one of my good friends; we go way back. I hop in front of my locker and twist the lock. Life has gotten so much easier, relaxing, hanging with friends, even homework. And oh, do not forget the loving boyfriend.

        "What you smiling about babe?" Ethan strides up to me, close enough to kiss. Which, in fact, he does. "Hope it's not another guy,” he teases, frowning.

        "Just stuff," I shrug happily. "Are we still on for tonight? Where are you taking me?" I bat my eyelashes. He grins from ear to ear.

        "Can't tell you," he clams up. "But dress casually. Wear something comfortable." Hmm. Comfortable and casual. Is he taking me to the park? A museum? No, people dress nice when going to the museum. At least I do. "That's all I can tell you.” The bell rings. "I have to get to class,” he says as I’m walking backwards, “I left you a few hints to where you’re going, you’ll see.”  I open my mouth to ask more, but he’s already rounded the corner.

        Class has even been exhilarating. Stressful, but exhilarating. Fortunately, my tutor Stanley has prepped me on everything a level above everyone else in my class. Unfortunately, the students in all my classes are super smart, especially in this Advanced Placement class. Skylar, my twin sister, received the smart genes in the womb.

        My twin sister. Still can't believe it.

        I recently talked to Madelyn, but that's it. Truthfully, I've been a little too occupied with other things, such as my newfound boyfriend and friends. I haven't even met my parents yet. I’m afraid to. What if

        "CLASS, SETTLE DOWN. GET OUT YOUR NOTEBOOKS. WE ARE DOING A WARM-UP BEFORE THE TEST," Mrs. McConnell barks. She reminds me of Lucy, my manager. Always yelling. I guess Lucy isn't the only one who screams everything. Maggie leans over in her seat next to mine and whispers in my ear.

        "Did you study?" she asks. I nod. I've been trying to keep up with Skylar's brain. I don't know her that well, but it seems she is the brainaic of the twins. "Can you help me? I forgot to study. Scott and I were out last night and I didn't get a chance to study." I gave her a look, cracking up into a fit of giggles. Her and Scott are the cutest couple I have witnessed. And I have been to numerous Brangelina parties. "WE didn't do anything, I swear!"

        "Alright, here's my notes," I hand her a sheet of paper. "It's color coded." I am very pleased with myself, if I do say so. I spent two hours alone studying for this quiz.

        "You are a lifesaver," she huffs. "Thank you SO much."

        Lately, I have been trying to keep up with my grades. My tutor back on home grills me and grills me to get papers done, and usually, on the night before my American Civil War paper is due, the producer has us shoot midnight scene that runs into the AM. I get extensions most of the time. But I don't think Mrs. McConnell would not be easily persuaded to extend a deadline for Spielberg.

        "How do you do it?" she wonders.

        "I study days before the test," I shrug.